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When I saw Denmark's nursing homes, resembling haphazardly stacked building blocks, I was reminded of the terrible elderly care homes reported in Hong Kong news.
The self-grown, self-prepared coffee shops in Melbourne made me miss the rooftop farms that were popular in Hong Kong a few years ago.
The history of London tomb relocations triggered by railway development was no less absurd than the forced evictions of small farmers I once encountered.
As Hong Kong's historical buildings fall one after another, if they truly cannot be preserved, could we perhaps follow the example of the Edo-Tokyo Open Air Architectural Museum and relocate them intact into an outdoor museum as historical records?

Without me realizing it, Hong Kong has quietly become a person, a travel companion who has been with me all along, experiencing, contemplating, reflecting, and transforming together.